Off in the distance, pretty far from Kayva; a young man named Seymour was settling down by a tree for the night. ‘This is a nice place,’ He thought, ‘I wonder why everyone thinks that something’s out here that’ll get me.’ Soon enough Seymour fell calmly asleep.
The moon reached over the peaks of the southern mountains when Kayva found Seymour. ‘He sleeps so soundly, blissfully unaware of me.’ Kayva thought as she lay down on her stomach in front of the sleeping man. ‘It’s been a while since I’ve used my Dreamweaving skills…’ she thought with a smile. She silently whispered the spell that would allow her to enter this man’s dreams, and then she waited.
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